Romantic Suspense
Promise Plus Peril
Romantic Suspense blends two best-selling genres into a reading experience as addictive as peanut butter and chocolate. Who could resist?
I can’t!
It’s my Go-To genre when I need to lose myself in another world. I squirm on knife-edge as two people fall in love either because of the danger twisting their lives and threatening their future, or despite it. That journey--two people discovering they love each other no matter what life throws at them--affirms my decades long marriage through better, worse, richer, poorer, sickness and health. My husband and I have held together through all, each adversity and achievement strengthening our bond. While, thankfully, no one has threatened us with bodily harm, (well, someone did fire ten shots at me once) our adventurous spirits have led us into our own dicey incidents. That’s the chocolate on the peanut butter for me!
It’s why I write Romantic Suspense. It’s the challenge and fun of revisiting those memories and choosing bits and pieces, and even figments of my imagination, as one might select ingredients for a meal. I mix them, spice them with humor, and fold in characters strong enough to support the flavors. It’s the only “cooking” I relish.
Like a delicious meal, Romantic Suspense blends two superbly textured and spiced genres into one irresistible, 5 star read.
Stop by my website at www.sandracrowley.com or my blog, Driven 2 Danger, at www.driven2danger.blogspot.com to share your thoughts on my favorite genre, Romantic Suspense.
Title: Caught by a Clown
Author: Sandra Crowley
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Stacie Monroe's spontaneity lands her in hot water again when her best friend's little brother disappears and Stacie trails him to a nudist resort. To get inside the exclusive oasis and convince him to return home, she must blend in, a move tailor made to shock her oh-so-proper family and renew efforts to bring her in line.
That's exactly what Special Agent David Graham intends to do when she interferes in his case. Yet, the soft-hearted temptress challenges his resolve, revealing the path to a love he thought impossible. Will that love survive when he betrays her in order to unravel the final twist in his case and convict a vicious killer and crime king?
Excerpt
"Aren't you going to search that closet or open those two bottom drawers in the dresser?" she asked when he tucked his camera inside his pack.
"Can't."
A nasty suspicion raised its head. "Why not?"
"Don't have a search warrant. That limits me to a visual inspection of what's in plain sight."
"I won't tell," she pushed, despite being certain of his response.
"There are laws."
She groaned over the close match to a pronouncement she'd heard her whole life. There are rules.
Boring. Snoring. Gone. Think of something else.
Like how Agent By-The-Book caused this mess. If he'd mentioned being from the FBI when they met in the office none of this would have happened. He ignored her interest in Alan Walsh and her intelligence in favor of treating her as if she were a child in need of a lesson.
Nature threatened to float her teeth, but Stacie refused to ask for relief. She fidgeted on the hard chair and crossed her legs the other way. The backs of her thighs pulled where her skin had stuck to the wooden seat. That twinge of pain reminded her she ought to be thrilled Graham claimed a badge and not a rap sheet. Instead, she rattled the handcuffs that shackled her to the chair and worried how far he meant to carry her arrest.
PG Excerpt:
Stacie tapped one sandal-clad foot on the floor while Agent I'd-Rather-Scare-You-Than-Confide-In-You ignored her. She glanced toward the bathroom, crossed her legs, and wished she hadn't finished that last glass of wine.
"Aren't you going to search that closet or open those two bottom drawers in the dresser?" she asked when he tucked his camera inside his pack.
"Can't."
A nasty suspicion raised its head. "Why not?"
"Don't have a search warrant. That limits me to a visual inspection of what's in plain sight."
"I won't tell," she pushed, despite being certain of his response.
"There are laws."
She groaned over the close match to a pronouncement she'd heard her whole life. There are rules.
Boring. Snoring. Gone. Think of something else.
Like how Agent By-The-Book caused this mess. If he'd mentioned being from the FBI when they met in the office none of this would have happened. He ignored her interest in Alan Walsh and her intelligence in favor of treating her as if she were a child in need of a lesson.
Nature threatened to float her teeth, but Stacie refused to ask for relief. She fidgeted on the hard chair and crossed her legs the other way. The backs of her thighs pulled where her skin had stuck to the wooden seat. That twinge of pain reminded her she ought to be thrilled Graham claimed a badge and not a rap sheet. Instead, she rattled the handcuffs that shackled her to the chair and worried how far he meant to carry her arrest.
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I would like to give Sandra Crowley a big thanks for visiting us here at Curse of the Bibliophile today it was a real pleasure!
I would like to give Sandra Crowley a big thanks for visiting us here at Curse of the Bibliophile today it was a real pleasure!
Thanks, Katie, for hosting me and my spicy romantic suspense novel, Caught by a Clown. Good morning to all of you. This is one of the many stops on RWA's Kiss of Death chapter's blog tour. I'm honored to be part of it. There was a slight mix-up so I hope Katie can post my essay about why romantic suspense is such a fabulous genre. If not, I'll add it here in the comment section so we can enjoy a lively discussion.
ReplyDeleteRemember to leave a comment and your contact info so you'll have a chance at a pdf copy of Caught by a Clown.
Awesome, Katie, you got my essay. You are fast, lady! Thank you. I'm so thrilled to be here. We'll have lots of fun today.
ReplyDeleteI love RS more than any other genre. Love and mustery, what could be better?
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely, D'Ann.
DeleteBTW, the person who shot at me turned out to be a teenager with a new rifle he wanted to test. I was on open government land and, according to the police, he was shooting from his dad's patio on property that bordered the area I was hiking through. So, I know a little about how Stacie felt when Zeke and Bomber hunted her.
ReplyDeleteDo you have a harrowing experience you want to share?
If you want to read more about the day that young man shot at me, go to my blog, Driven 2 Danger, www.driven2danger.blogspot.com. The post's date is Friday, March 4, 2011 and can be reached in D2D's archive section below the Follow Me opportunity on the right side of the page.
DeleteWow that is quite a story, unfortunately I am really boring because I don't have any harrowing experiences to share.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing!
Don't consider yourself boring; it's more a matter of looking at your life through another person's perspective. What seems boring to you can easily seem courageous to someone else.
DeleteI know several people terrified by dogs. To them, dog owners brave certain death every time they interact with those "beasts."
I know a couple men who can't tolerate being alone. To each of them, someone who works or lives in a solitary environment is brave beyond measure.
My husband is afraid of heights; yet, each year for the last 7, he has scrambled up the metal roof of our 2 story home to tend to our swamp cooler--he doesn't want me to take the chance of falling. I don't consider that chore boring; I consider it courageous and ultimate proof of his love for me. Hmmmm, note to self, DH deserves an extra kiss when he gets home tonight.
So touching thangs for that! (:
DeleteWow that is pretty scary! Love your excerpt! Thanks so much for sharing!
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Hi Sandra! I bet you've channeled that harrowing experience in your writing a few times! I've never been shot at but I love shooting. Your book looks great! :)
ReplyDeleteHi Misty, good to see you. Thanks for the kind words about Caught by a Clown. I thoroughly enjoyed writing it!
DeleteCongrats on being a shooter. I can't hit the broad side of a barn.
Yes, I've used that experience and others in my writing. That's one of the reasons I love reading and writing romantic suspense--when your life is at stake, when all you hold dear hangs in the balance, each second is heightened. What happens next is crucial and probably isn't what you expected.
Have you guessed yet that I'm a control freak? Controlling life is an illusion, so I write. Only, have you noticed controlling characters is also an illusion?
i can tell you a story i was getting t he animal in because of hunting season well my neighbor was on the phone with me about the deer that were in the corral at the house well some guy came down the county rd and sue was feed the deer and then the guy got out of the car and shot at the deer and sue said that it wnet by her head i told her to call Estele on the cb and then get him to the house and then i call the police and then the idiot did not have a hunting license and then sue had to go to the hospital i block the guy form leaving the lady was the state rep wife and was hit in the head but servived the ordeal and the book sound great wow
ReplyDeletedesitheblonde, heavens you're a fast thinker. I'm sure the police were pleased you'd acted quickly enough to make their job easier. I'm so glad the woman recovered! It's incidents like that that give hunters a bad rep. So unfair when most are responsible, safety conscious people.
DeleteThank you for visiting Katie and I. We appreciate your time, and I'm glad you like the sound of Caught by a Clown. I hope you have a chance to read it, whether as a winner of the pdf copy or as a purchase.
Hmm everyone has such great stories. The only one I can think of is when I was about six and riding my bike with my dad and younger brother. We were going down a hill so I was using the breaks on my bike on and off(which was pedaling backwards on that bike). For some reason I missed the break and freaked out and because of this was unable to hit the break(I still don't know why). My dad chased after me, but I was going pretty fast. The bottom of the hill led into traffic so instead of going there I whipped the handle bars to the right so I hit the curb with my front tire and went flying into the grass. I wouldn't go on hills for weeks after that.
ReplyDeleteSix is a tender age to experience uncontrollable speed! Especially when you knew you were heading toward traffic!! You were very brave to tackle hills again in the same year. Challenging our comfort zones can be excruciating on the one hand and exhilarating, even life changing if...when we succeed.
DeleteKudos to six year old Katie. Thanks for sharing. Who else has stepped outside their comfort zone? Or, maybe someone wants to share their passion for romantic suspense--which book is their fav or maybe the one that started their love of the genre?
Mary Stewart was my intro author. I don't remember the title of the first RS I read--too long ago. But, Sandra Brown's FRENCH SILK is one of my favs.
I'm heading out for a dinner meeting in a few minutes. I'm sorry to say it might run late. I promise I'll pop back in before I go to bed.
ReplyDeletePlease don't let my absence slow down the discussion!
Thank you so much for the R.A.K. of Shattered by Sophia Sharp! It is greatly appreciated! Hope you have a great week! Lisa
ReplyDeleteShame on me; I didn't keep my promise. The meeting ran until well after midnight so I cheated and just hit the bed. lol
ReplyDeleteThank you, Katie, for hosting me. I had a wonderful time chatting with our visitors. And, thank you, too, ladies for spending some of your valuable time with us.
We'll announce the winner of the drawing for a pdf copy of Caught by a Clown. Good luck to all of you.